Watching the scene before him, Zhao Tiezhu chuckled. At that moment, his gaze towards Zheng Lan was filled with contempt and disdain.
"Xiaoting, remove the thing covering his mouth for me, let him talk!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoting immediately went forward and roughly removed the object stuffed in Zheng Lan's mouth, then returned to Zhao Tiezhu's side.
Watching Zheng Lan gasping for breath, Zhao Tiezhu began calculating in his mind how to deal with him. At this moment, Zheng Lan was like a sitting duck, with no chance of escape.
How he was going to deal with him was entirely up to his own mood.
While Zhao Tiezhu was pondering these matters, Zheng Lan suddenly started shouting.
"Zhao Tiezhu, you deserve to die! You damned bastard! I never imagined you'd hide it so deeply!"
After cursing Zhao Tiezhu a couple of times, Zheng Lan took a heavy breath, then turned his angry eyes towards Qin Sulan, who stood by the side.
A surge of rage burst forth from his heart.